Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

There was a silver moon in heaven. A cold breeze swept between the trees stroking my cheeks.

The undead produced by the Necromancer increases and decreases his abilities due to his age - full moon.

We, the Undead, may be named after the Dark Families or the Night Families.

Perhaps it is due to the mechanism of the curse produced by the magical undead, I, the lower vampire, cannot be an example of it, most powerful at the full moon, and greatly diminishes in power at the crescent moon.

Well, the most debilitating thing is that it comes indispensable every day, in the morning when the sun shines, but those of us who chase down and annihilate the monster say that time, of course, puts even the months into the calculation and does the tracking.

I was able to escape from Ephe not because I was a divine conspiracy, but because they were - sweet.

Not because it was sweet against me, but because it was sweet against Cenri.

Perhaps her qualities were also difficult for the few elite Knights of the End.

There really should have been only a few poles where you could have been a first-degree knight. It is not unusual for a centipede to have a hand there at his age. That's why I chose to believe Cenri over kill a monster named me.

But the Knights of the End are not the only ones who target vampires.

For example, if you wear a collar and keep it, you will have a necromancer like that, and incredibly, a vampire hunter who specializes in hunting vampires exists. Even the common mercenaries and guards, if they found out I was a vampire, would form an inmate and kill me.

We needed to act with caution.

Vampires are incredibly strong and have numerous powerful special abilities, but incredibly weak.

It's common that I don't like the sun, garlic, and crosses, but I can't pass over flowing water, and I can't break into someone else's house without being invited. It's not even in the mirror, and if they poke me in the heart with a wooden pile, I'll be ashed. Other times, I don't like silver or holy water, which I don't like the general demonization.

I am still a lower level (Lesser). Weaknesses are no big deal compared to pure vampires either, but it's premature to get down into people at this stage.

I was sure. The last time the Ephe of Destruction destroyed the Amulet of Shadows was not left to emotion.

With that, he couldn't chase me, so he tried to destroy me.

That's a declaration of war. Even if I miss it now, it's definitely the iron will to kill me.

The End Knight can sense the existence of the undead from negative energy. I don't know what technology it is, but I can be an end knight, so it's not strange to be able to hunt other knights and vampires.

Even if Amulet could sneak into the city and live peacefully as someone who isn't comfortable with the morning for a bit, it's possible that the End Knight will suddenly strike.

Perhaps it's not an easy tool to get. I looked lightly for the site of the road, but I couldn't find the spare one in the end.

I don't already have the art of knowing how Lord got it.

I took the centipede for ten days. We continue to flee and continue to move ahead in the woods, but since then there has been no sign of that or any remnants of the remnants of the road. Maybe he won't show up again.

Peek into the lake that transfers the moon in the night sky. There was a half-transparent picture of me.

I'm free now. Complete freedom. You are the one being chased, but the choices of action exist infinitely. And there's nothing holding it back.

Oh, of that fact - how heavy it is.

I slept a long time before I was born. After his resurrection, he was under the refuge of Lord.

Every action is allowed, which means that the responsibility for every action rests with you.

I felt that fact again. [M]

How do we live? How do we attack? How do we protect them? How do we escape?

But the agony is also pleasant. I don't want the Lord to deprive me of my freedom, even if it's hard work.

From the gaps in the trees, then a large black lizard emerges. The warcraft that appears around here seems different from that around the mansion on Road.

A fierce golden eye stared at me. I can see fine teeth lined up in that thin, open mouth.

But I don't know that lizard.

That I am no longer - a more terrible ghost than the warcraft around here and so on - a family of darkness with the power of the outside world and the regeneration that won't die if my neck is skipped.

Fingertips on both hands change with smudges and noises, sharply pointed.

Ability gained when transformed into a Corpse Ghost - "Pointed Claw". My nails just stretched, but I boast enough cleavage to use instead of a knife.

Wave gently and laugh.

"Let's make it a souvenir to Cenri. I need you to make some blood."

And lately, thinking about the girl who was returning to sanity, I flew like a beast to the lizard in front of me.